17 acessos
Synthetic residue touched upon
Scars and wounds frown upon
While other wounds are closing
Stars and losers reassemble
Within thy own abyss
Sought through internal pyre and wind
Not ready to remember where to begin
For another day is yet to come
Before the night takes us home
What will remain
What will leave trace
While travelling through
Time and space
Arcane perfection
Arcane illumination
Arcane perfection
Sweeps away darkness of the old ways
Arcane illumination
Welcomes the birth of another
Haunting visions dawn upon me
While time is standing still
Lost far beyond the imaginary
Out of reach for the soul